* CLOSED STARTER » @salthq .
" sabine was not the kind of person to stay behind , much less to mingle . she always left mercy’s training centers as soon as possible , considering the amount of things waiting for her to get done . however ( and if someone asked , she sure couldn’t tell them what possessed her ) , she stayed this time , unusually tired , sipping from her bottle like a man five days into the desert , and then was the moment she noticed it — sinéad , pale and exhausted , a look of distress barely concealed on her fair features . the junior agent narrowed her eyes , brow furrowed , and considered her next move carefully . yet curiosity always won , and the semblance of worry stirring within couldn’t be avoided either . " hey , are you alright there ? " she called out , although softly , approaching with the same care she weighed her decision . at close distance , sinéad’s aspect looked even worse , and worry replaced curiosity wholly . " agent salt , " she started , prudently , slightly raising her hand to touch the woman’s arm but deciding against it on time for it to not be noticeable . " are you in pain ? "